I Am A Beverage
Who knew? Yet, there I am on grape, orange drink, and citrus punch labels. AND embossed onto the plastic bottles too. Pretty neat, huh? And, I’m enriched with vitamina C.
We snuck off to Mexico last month and at the little market where we were staying there I was up on the top shelf. The slogan? “COMO ME GUSTA AMI.” Isn’t that nice? (That’s nice, isn’t it?!)
So who are these Jumex people? I need to know. More importantly, do they have corporate logos on sweatshirts? Would that not be so cool!?
Who speaks Spanish out there? Thank goodness my name appears in bright orange. The print on the back of the labels is so small I can hardly read it. Looks like there is a toll free number if you live south of the border: 1-800-01-JUMEX. The stuff is made in Mexico, if my Italian helps at all, and is exported/distributed to Guatemala, Honduras and possibly elsewhere in Central America. Any extroverted googlers out there?
Years ago I learned that there is a fly-fishing outfitter named SIMMS. I wrote and asked for a label. They were very nice. I pinned it to one of my pin cushions.
My most treasured “name” of all time were some shirts from a store called B. Moss, that being the same initiatl of Mom’s first name and her entire last name. Amy Simms, my neice, found them for me. I could only find one shirt left, after Mom passed away, that didn’t have her name markered on the label. This label won’t be on there for long. It will soon live on a quilt! (Check your closet in case you have any, would you? I’ve got another idea brewing and I think the stores are all out of business.)
Now, anybody who suggetsts I have too much time on my hands after reading what comes next is going to get slapped upside the head. (I am creatively procrastinating. There is a difference.)
Turns out I am also:
- American Megatrends Inc.
- Association Montessori Internationale
- American Meat Institute
- Association of Medical Illustrators
And, AMIS Semiconductor, whatever that is. Naturally, I went to their web page. Check our their logo! I made the mistake of calling up their marketing person. (Hey, if you don’t want calls, take your phone number off your web page.) I dialed a little too fast, before I had a plan, and wound up leaving the most odd and rambling message on the poor woman’s voicemail. And of course I gave her my name! Feeling like a total idiot. OK, I’m going to go quilt now.
Entry filed under: Miscellaneous Musings.